Gong-Sound Divine* Poem by C. P. Sharma
Gong-Sound Divine*
‘As always’ you are warm and elegant
Sing sweet songs from a shore distant,
Handwritten notes vanish in the wind,
Soul’s dialogues leave indelible imprints.
Passing phases of the sun and moon
Unveil the transient facets of beauty,
Old panes of soul never get blurred,
They ever reflect the radiant eternity.
Your signature’s lingering scent
Our souls will exchange in trance,
World from its sweet fragrance know
‘Spring bower’ of your musical flow.
Your and my thoughts will entwine
With the gong sound’s echo divine.
*In response to Sandra Fowler’s ‘Afterthoughts’.
A Gong-sound Divine poem Chandra all perfected with old soul's eternity, beauty, fragrance, music and such divine echoing conclusion. I am lost in your beautiful words. 10 love Karin
You touch my soul with this beautiful poem. You give rare gifts of words which enchant and reverberate through the landscapes of my mind. You will always have your place among my favorite autumn friends on poemhunter. As always, Sandra
wow what a wonderful poetic collaboration my friend...truly a master piece....well done... your words flow so calmly and soulful! ! !
souls dialogues leave indelible prints... lovely, heart warming poem Regards Mamta
this is very good C.P..... she has truly touched your soul, hasn't she.... :)
A WONDERFUL INSPIRED BY AN EXCELLENT POET...A GREAT PIECE
Yeah all are the manifestaions of one supersoul........a good write...........
I Found myself in a soul searching/finding trance like something whille going through this work... its wonderful.. :)
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as always yours is like a scent that wafts into the air and does not fade away inspite of gusts of wind, and ofcourse your and my thoughts will entwine with the gong sound's echo divine love anjali